Break IN or NOT???

The whole street had a dark yet creepy glow. Of all nights the street light was out and I think my insanity went with it.

My head had been throbbing all night. I had just spent the night in a room with five year olds and fresh paint on the wall; yep, sanity was gone!

All three of my overly excited children were trying to tell my about their night as I pulled into our strangely dark neighborhood. I hit the garage door opener and realized I was closing the garage...I had that moment of...did I leave the garage open???

We got out of the car and walked into the garage only to find that door locked; THAT door is never locked at night! UGH!

I scrimmaged for my keys as we headed through the dark to the front door, only for my body to freeze and my heart to stop as I went to put the key in the door.  

IT WAS ALLREADY STANDING WIDE OPEN....and it was pitch black inside.........................

GET...IN...THE...CAR...NOW! I SCREAMED!

I pulled out of the driveway and drove off like I was a bat. My heart was racing as I sat at the end of the street trying to process what was going on.

As I called 911, I couldn't escape the fact that I felt like my neighborhood  was in the twilight zone. It was never this dark...I HATE the DARK!

I felt somewhat like an idiot as I told the lady on the phone that after thinking it through, I was 99.9% sure that we left in such a hurry earlier in the evening, that one of my kids left the door open, BUT, my husband was not home and I was NOT going in that house!

I then had that next fleeting thought; Why do crazy things ALWAYS happen when Brad goes out of town?

Two police men arrived and parked next door as they pulled up with NO lights on. My daughter was going somewhat crazy with fear and my boys began to think they were watching a real life mystery unfold.

They put on gloves, grabbed their flashlights and placed one hand on their gun before entering the house.....I was slightly scared, my daughter was well; under the seat, and my boys were glued to the door in excitement.

We watched as they went in and out of every room in our house until finally every light came on. The officer came out and told me it looked fine, but he needed me to come in to make sure. I told him I was so sorry and that one of my kids probably left the door open, but I had to be sure. He told me I did the right thing. He said that there are way too many robberies to take any chances.

Well, I only thought this was over...OH NO!

We walk inside and I remembered......I remembered what I was doing before we had gone to church. I had decided to clean out my refrigerator; EVERYTHING in my refrigerator was on my kitchen counter.

He looked at me and said, "Did you leave it like this?"

With a red face I said, "Yes Sir."

We had also left in such a hurry that my makeup, curlers, and everything was still out in my bathroom as well as my dresser drawers OPEN....

OH YES, he then asked. "Did you leave all these drawers open?"

I this point I really wanted to just say, NO, someone came in here and left all the expensive stuff, but took everything out of my refrigerator and ransacked my bedroom!

Only the logical answer was, "Yes sir. I'm sorry we look like pigs and some crazy dysfunctional family, I promise we don't live like this!"

As they left, I'm sure you can guess that we had a talk about DOUBLE checking the front door as you leave!!!

OH, and I guess I will be cleaning the left over MESS off the counter from the mess the sooo called robber left after cleaning out my refrigerator....